WARNING: THIS DRABBLE CONTAINS SEXUAL THEMES.
Don't read if you aren't into sinning your ass off.
Anyway. This is MARICHAT OF COURSE ITS GONNA BE SIN-Y. Enjoy, fuckers

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She knows chat is coming to visit her. But her parents aren't home tonight. She slips the just over the knee stockings on, and then the sweater, topping it off with lacy panties, all three a cotton candy pink color that resembles the sunset outside, streaming through her windows. She looks at herself in the mirror, making a last minute decision to take her pigtails out and brush her hair out, doing a soft twirl. Hopefully he'd enjoy her appearance.

Chat bound from rooftop to rooftop, going to visit his princess. It was Saturday, this is how he always spent his Saturday nights, on the rooftop with his love. He expected to see her there as he got there, but raised his eyebrows at a note on the table, she was inside? That was odd. They almost never EVER had their little dates inside. As he gently placed himself on her open windowsill, his breath hitched at the sight of her, causing her to look back sharply, her cheeks turning red, as her name staggered out of his lips. He had truly died and gone to heaven.

Marinette looked back at him sharply, blushing. she had hoped he would arrive 5 minutes from then, she had wanted to lay on the bed, and make herself look extra cute for her cat boy. as she turned to him fully, he could see her in nothing but 3 items of clothing, him taking a sharp inhale. "My parents aren't home tonight" the words came out warm and soft, as her gaze met the floor, she didn't want him to reject her. "I-I just thought-"

"Yes, oh god yes" he quickly climbed into the warm room, making his way over to her with a stumble. He could barley think, as he collapsed down to his knees. His arms scooped her up, their lips smashing together in a heated kiss. He was exited, to say the least. She was ready and he was ready and it was just, beautiful timing. A spring day he would never forget.

She squeaked as their lips smashed together, her legs around his waist and her hands tangled in his gold locks. She was his, submitting to anything he wanted to do. _What could they even do, with him in that suit? She didn't know but she didn't care, all she wanted was him.

He laid her down slowly on the floor, gently getting on top of her to kiss and nip at her neck. He was way more exited for it than he should have been, but he couldn't help it. Both of them had waited a year for a night alone. His claws were gentle and careful as they slipped up and down her sides, and his spandex grew tighter and tighter by the minute.

Marinette let out gentle moans as he kissed and touched her, she could feel his boner. she didn't even know what to do, or if it was all a dream or not, as her arms sprawled out on the floor, her eyes closed as she moaned and slowly re-wrapped her legs around his waist. "T-to the bed, please"

"Marinette" it slipped out of his lips like a husky whisper, as he picked her small frame up with ease, carrying her to the bed and presuming the same position as before, kissing her lips hungrily as one of his hands slowly trailed under her sweater, to her breast to gently caress.

"C-chat..." She looked at him, keeping her gaze on him. Both of them knew the other that it was their first time doing anything like this. She knew that he wanted her to be his first time, and that she wanted him to be her first time. They wanted to do it together, after the relationship they had built up for so long.

They hadn't even realized that they had stopped the hastily kissing, or the tugging of hair. They were just staring, smiling like idiots. It was so soft, both their faces stained with pink, not only because of the light pouring from her Windows.

Marinette kissed him, soft and slow, her eyelashes tickling his mask clad cheek as they kissed and kissed, and before they knew it kissing turned into giggling, and then all of a sudden they were back at it again.

"Oh kitty" she whispered, her skin turning to goosebumps wherever he touched, he knew what he wanted. His kisses trailed from down her neck to over the fabric of her sweater, all the way down to her crotch. He grinned up at her, his hands feeling up and down her thighs. "You ready princess?"

She responded with a silent nod and a encouraging smile, she felt tingly and shaky all over already, her panties were not exactly dry. She knew he was gonna be good at it. She just had a feeling in her stomach, no matter how nervous he was gonna be about it he was probably going to have her cumming within minutes. That's just the way he was. Accidental sex god, she wanted to say.

As he started to leave kisses on her thighs, she shivered. Her hands were already gripping the bedsheets, and her head was spinning. This was happening. Chat noir was here, and he was about to make love to her (to the best of his ability, at least. Stupid suit) and make her feel like the princess he always called her.

Marinette was in heaven, even through clothing. He was kissing and gently touching her panties, his fingers and lips alike doing the best job they could, their actions answered with hips that bucked up and many soft squeaks and moans. Chat swore he could feel his suit rip, he was so hard.

As he finally got the courage, he gently pushed her panties to the side and kissed at her bare, hearing her sharply inhale at the action, causing him to smirk. He was so ready for this.

With swift movement he tugged them off her, spreading her legs wide. "What a beautiful princess." He mumbled, before attaching his mouth to her, her face instantly covered by the sleeves of her sweater, as it turned bright red. She had never experienced something so warm, so soft and special before. She felt important. Important as Marinette.

And with that she blossomed to him. Like a flower, she opened up and she was all his. He wasn't rough in the slightest. Dominant sure, but never rough. He wanted to make sure his princess was loved, and that he was loving her right. All through the room, the only sounds were her moans, and then her panting, as it was all over at once.

Once she was out and relieved, he slowly stood up, grinning down at her. His princess. "Looks like I've done my job" he leaned down and kissed her, his eyes opening a little as her arms gripped right around him, but he squeezed them shut and kissed her back.

"We're not done yet."

"What?"
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Chat totally didn't cum in his pants that night. Nope. I HOPE YOU ENJOY SIN, if you want to request ANYTHING you can message me. It'll probably take a bit but they'll be posted for sure.